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Jennifer laid in bed and pondered her predicament.
I might as well be a fenced-in domesticated animal.
I might as well be a Mad Cow.
The Mad Cows is a basketball team located 75 miles away. I've been assigned to live in their official residence. It's for new players who haven't found their own digs yet. It's well constructed for people of unusual heights. I think being six-feet, seven-inches tall qualifies. Long beds. High ceilings. What else is needed?
Another entity is living here. Spooky...
Alrighty, let's review again. How did I end up here?
Siphonetic turned his gun on himself.
He didn't commit suicide. Siphonetic destroyed his own voice in the process of breaking his plastic gun in half. I lost my voice too because I was so close to him. I'm left with my thoughts.
Through an informal sign language, he claimed he had been hypnotized to draw me into battle.
Samurai Salamander recovered from his injuries. He also claimed he had been hypnotized to attack and distract me. The responsible party is "School Marm" a woman who scolds her victims - or something - then guilt trips them into doing her bidding - again, or something. It's not clear.
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Way to promote an unflattering depiction of teachers in the meantime, @decafsoda.
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I hope to stop lashing out, even at the person who got me into this situation.
Let's treat my situation as if I were analyzing a legal case -
1. Facts:
I am currently residing in a mansion with a woman named "Plastique Gal". She's bespectacled and brunette when "only" six feet tall. She can grow up to fifty feet (and blonde then, of course). The government fears she could cause significant damage if she became hypnotized. They fear I could cause damage. Here we are, seemingly chillin'. The true reason is that government officials want us to keep tabs on each other, to prevent an escape. I've learned one aspect of her powers: She has to put her hands on her hips and concentrate in order to grow. Foreshadow much?
2. Issue:
The major issue is how do I stop School Marm?
3. Holding:
What's the holding, or final decision? Why do I need to confront School Marm? To figure out why she's hypnotizing superbeings, duh.
4. Reasoning:
I have to rationalize my attack on Plastique Gal, the up-to 50-foot tall woman.
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So, @decafsoda, simple plan: When she's distracted, I'll tie her to a chair or bedpost... Ugh.
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Be that as it may, I haven't considered the next steps after that.
I'm still sore from where Samuari Salamander sliced me. My Achilles' Tendon is apparently my...
When I encountered Boer Boar, I used a kick to defeat him. To be honest, mostly defeat him.
It was Boer Boar's mask that made my lower legs vulnerable when they came too close to it.
Wait. I know how to defeat this School Marm.
First, get Boer Boar's pig mask.
I'm a green-skinned genius.
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